Green Flash Brews are like that crazy kid in high school. Everyone talks about him but you’re too much of a Nancy Boy to say hello. So many people have raved about this IPA that I was actually afraid to open it, let alone challenge it to punch me in the freakin’ liver. But finally there comes a time when you have to dust off your bloody knuckles (or liver) and give it your best shot.
Ok, Green Flash’s West Coast IPA lived up to its initial reputation. It pours the classic dark marigold/ polished brass hue of a traditional pale ale. However, you are not going to have much time to admire the color before the hop rush aroma uppercuts you in the nose. This heavy floral beast boasts an army of hops with a slight citrusy roundhouse. Damn, round one goes to West Coast.
The flavor delivers exactly what the aroma promises, a one-two combo of hops. This classic IPA packs 96 IBU’s and a legit 7.3% ABV. West Coast IPA is strong, bitter and damn near perfect. It finishes very dry and makes you want to come back again and again; maybe more of a dominatrix than a prize fighter really. I am not sure why this beer got me so fired up, but it just reminded me of the text book ass kicking my boy Suga Rashad Evans put on Rampage Jackson this weekend. I am just glad I wasn’t drinking this on fight night; God only knows where that night may have lead. I do know one thing however, I will be in San Diego for 10 days in July and I will be damned if I don’t drink a West Coast IPA from the tap while I am there. Count me KO’ed.
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Consumed: Pint Glass
Verdict: Buy a Case!